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yingxuan
singapore polytechnic (dac).
Sunday, April 05, 2009

my happiness for the day was covered up with one conversation i had with joohong.
i've never felt so sad over this friendship. to cry so long over it. my head is spinning when typing or even crying. this conversation has been the worst that we had. plus this time is the only time i feel totally disappointed by him. it pains me to see things happen.
i have to say one thing. and that is this friendship was hard to find and i do hope we would return to those times when we were close. don't choose my side for me, cause i won't choose to let go anyone of you.


do you remember the song we use to share?
or what you remembered were only things with her?